Some people say that youth is a glass of wine, a glass that you will never forget. It is filled with bitter, spicy, sweet and sour wine. The more bitter, spicy, sweet and sour, the longer you will remember it. And some people say that youth is a journey. On the journey of youth, we will meet all kinds of people. Some of them accompany you for a while, some accompany you for a period of time, some accompany you for a period of time, but no one will accompany you forever! Others say that youth is a song, singing about the beauty of youth, singing about the regrets of youth, singing about the years of youth...
Many times, we are deeply immersed in the encounter of youth, the throbbing of youth, and the longing of youth, and cannot extricate ourselves for a long time... Just because youth is too beautiful, just because youth is too hasty, just because youth is too regretful...
How wonderful it would be if I could be young again! We will not miss that youthful encounter; we will not ignore that youthful throbbing; we will not give up that youthful longing! However, youth cannot be regained!
Perhaps, it is precisely because of missing that we are young; perhaps, it is precisely because of regret, that we are young; perhaps, it is precisely because of growth that we are young!
The Buddha said that five hundred years of looking back in the past life are only exchanged for passing by once in this life. In the years of youth, it is already a great happiness to be able to meet, know each other and stay together...